We received word that Nancy died in 1989. We have no further information on record, however. If you have any information/stories/memories about Nancy that you would like to share, please post them below! Thanks!
When my wife and I moved into the Katonah-Lewisboro School District (often known by the name of its high school, John Jay) I soon learned that the art teacher in their elementary school was none other than our classmate, Nancy Donovan Mongillo. Memory fails me now (most of you can relate to that problem, I'm sure) as to when or how I first became aware of that fact, but it was indeed a pleasant surprise. It may have had something to do with a list of missing alumni in connection with an earlier reunion. At any rate, it was a pleasure to meet Nancy on parent nights and our sons were soon bringing home wonderfully creative art projects that showed not only their own talents but also those of Nancy as a truly enthusiastic, inspired teacher.
Sadly, it was not long after our arrival that I learned Nancy had been diagnosed with breast cancer. However, she continued to serve the children of our district for some time thereafter, doing her best to schedule her radiation and other treatments so as to minimize missed class time. Nancy fought the good fight but, despite her best efforts, eventually succumbed to this terrible disease. She was survived by her husband, Peter Mongillo, and their two children, Colleen and Brian. Our entire school community was truly saddened by her passing, although I personally found some small consolation in looking back at the caption in our yearbook under Nancy's picture. It indicated that her future career ambition was to do exactly what she did with her life and become an art teacher.
In our Armonk elementary school days,we were given a yearly physical examination by Dr. Cohn who saw the boys first one day,and the girls the next day.Our unbounded curiosity as to the experience of the opposite sex in this yearly event,was the next thing to top secrecy we ever had.Nancy,on occasion would tell of the experience to one of her trusted male friends,alighting in us insight into the hidden realm of pre-teen wonder of our growing up in the 50's,as word of the experience was spread along the network...
Becky Ketchum
We received word that Nancy died in 1989. We have no further information on record, however. If you have any information/stories/memories about Nancy that you would like to share, please post them below! Thanks!
Geoffery Yorke
When my wife and I moved into the Katonah-Lewisboro School District (often known by the name of its high school, John Jay) I soon learned that the art teacher in their elementary school was none other than our classmate, Nancy Donovan Mongillo. Memory fails me now (most of you can relate to that problem, I'm sure) as to when or how I first became aware of that fact, but it was indeed a pleasant surprise. It may have had something to do with a list of missing alumni in connection with an earlier reunion. At any rate, it was a pleasure to meet Nancy on parent nights and our sons were soon bringing home wonderfully creative art projects that showed not only their own talents but also those of Nancy as a truly enthusiastic, inspired teacher.
Sadly, it was not long after our arrival that I learned Nancy had been diagnosed with breast cancer. However, she continued to serve the children of our district for some time thereafter, doing her best to schedule her radiation and other treatments so as to minimize missed class time. Nancy fought the good fight but, despite her best efforts, eventually succumbed to this terrible disease. She was survived by her husband, Peter Mongillo, and their two children, Colleen and Brian. Our entire school community was truly saddened by her passing, although I personally found some small consolation in looking back at the caption in our yearbook under Nancy's picture. It indicated that her future career ambition was to do exactly what she did with her life and become an art teacher.
Gary Donelian
In our Armonk elementary school days,we were given a yearly physical examination by Dr. Cohn who saw the boys first one day,and the girls the next day.Our unbounded curiosity as to the experience of the opposite sex in this yearly event,was the next thing to top secrecy we ever had.Nancy,on occasion would tell of the experience to one of her trusted male friends,alighting in us insight into the hidden realm of pre-teen wonder of our growing up in the 50's,as word of the experience was spread along the network...